Shakespeare quotes on rose

By mine honour, I will; and when I break that oath, let me turn monster; therefore, my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry
Source: AS YOU LIKE IT

I see we still did meet each other's man, And I was ta'en for him, and he for me,

You cannot, sir, take from me anything that I will more willingly part withal- except my life, except my life, except my life, Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Source: THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK

The ears are senseless that should give us bearing To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead
Source: THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK

Let him that is a true-born gentleman And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth, From off this brier pluck a white rose with me
Source: THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE SIXTH

Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me
Source: THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE SIXTH

I love no colours; and, without all colour Of base insinuating flattery, I pluck this white rose with Plantagenet
Source: THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE SIXTH

Then, for the truth and plainness of the case, I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here, Giving my verdict on the white rose side
Source: THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE SIXTH

[To Somerset] Unless my study and my books be false, The argument you held was wrong in you; In sign whereof I pluck a white rose too
Source: THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE SIXTH

They will, they will, God knows, And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows; Therefore, change favours; and, when they repair, Blow like sweet roses in this summer air
Source: LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST

Dismask'd, their damask sweet commixture shown, Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown
Source: LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST

Enter KING RICHARD and Guard But soft, but see, or rather do not see,

Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew
Source: THE TAMING OF THE SHREW

Thou grumblest and railest every hour on Achilles; and thou art as full of envy at his greatness as Cerberus is at Proserpina's beauty-ay, that thou bark'st at him
Source: THE HISTORY OF TROILUS AND CRESSIDA

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